cafolini
10-11-2011, 03:37 PM
Anyone that ever wanted to fly
Had someone backstage warning about the perils of gravity.
Anyone that ever wanted to swim
Had someone backstage warning about the perils of currents.
Anyone that ever wanted to dance
Had someone backstage playing a funeral march.
Anyone that ever wanted to smile
Had someone backstage singing the wisdom of seriousness.
Every slave that ever wanted to be free
Had a master sleeping on mental laurels and incense.
Yet, the slave always learned by necessity,
To put the masters to sleep forever in a bed of laurels and incense.
The wings are loaded with masters
Walking around like ghosts
Screaming through the windows
The miserable wisdom returned to lullaby
Their sleep for evermore:
“Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;
Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.”
Had someone backstage warning about the perils of gravity.
Anyone that ever wanted to swim
Had someone backstage warning about the perils of currents.
Anyone that ever wanted to dance
Had someone backstage playing a funeral march.
Anyone that ever wanted to smile
Had someone backstage singing the wisdom of seriousness.
Every slave that ever wanted to be free
Had a master sleeping on mental laurels and incense.
Yet, the slave always learned by necessity,
To put the masters to sleep forever in a bed of laurels and incense.
The wings are loaded with masters
Walking around like ghosts
Screaming through the windows
The miserable wisdom returned to lullaby
Their sleep for evermore:
“Rock-a-bye, baby, thy cradle is green;
Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;
And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring;
And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king.”